One
Two
Three
Fall
Falling down without a sound into pools of darkness and uncertainty
Taking comfort in oceans of solace and familiarity
Like the bittersweet memories of days gone by
But lessons learned somehow doesn't justify the pain inside
Listening to the drips of drops
Hoping the ripples will sever the past
Producing a brighter tomorrow
Oh to be home at last!
Grey and glim
Darkness slowly creeping in
Is it day or is it night?
Transforming freedom's wings from fight to flight
